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Emily Jennie Apr 2017
The windows are covered in frost and the air is cold
The streets are covered in a sheet of white
While the furnace is having conversations with the room.
3/14/2016
Emily Jennie Apr 2017
& when it happened
The room was illuminated
My world stood still and nothing made sense
My legs felt like weights and no words came out
Then hospitals and needles
Doctors with no answers
A walk down the stairs and everything is different.
2/29/2016
Emily Jennie Apr 2017
Apple pie
Tequila
And limes
Mixed with the poison that numbed my legs.
2/29/2016
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